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| The Voyager |
A few weeks (days?) later I had to reconfigure my router again because it kept conking out and I renamed my network again:
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| The Borg |
By Tim. Mostly boring stuff, but every now and then something interesting will appear. No one reads this anyways...
Tuesday, August 09, 2016
Star Trek WiFi Troll
I noticed one of my neighbour's wifi network's name was "The Enterprise" and so I renamed my network accordingly:
A few weeks (days?) later I had to reconfigure my router again because it kept conking out and I renamed my network again:
I'm not a Trekkie, but I have enjoyed the Star Trek movies in recent years. I hope to see Star Trek Beyond soon. I also plan on renaming my wifi to #Trump2016.
A few weeks (days?) later I had to reconfigure my router again because it kept conking out and I renamed my network again:
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
IKEA Morgondal Queen Bed Frame Instructions
For the poor soul who's desperately searching for these, I present to you the IKEA Morgondal Queen Bed Frame assembly instruction guide (Copyright 1994) in PDF (564kb).
If clicking on the picture doesn't work, here's the link to download.
You're welcome! Feel free to leave a comment to say where you're visiting from :-)
If clicking on the picture doesn't work, here's the link to download.
You're welcome! Feel free to leave a comment to say where you're visiting from :-)
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Bought a Bug Zapper Today...
So I've been living on my own for the past few months and now that it's getting warmer I've noticed bugs flying around inside my home. The other day a fly landed on a shelf and I had nothing to hit it with and I was scared to hit it with something hard in case bug guts squished out of it and then I'd have to clean that disgusting mess up too, so I ended up chasing it around the room with a large mailing label that had the back peeled off (sticky side outwards). The idea was that if I got close enough and pressed the label against a surface that the fly was on, the fly would get stuck to the label and then I'd just crumple the whole thing up, sticky side onto itself, and throw the whole thing out. While mid-chase, the fly flew into a shadow and I never saw it again. Ugh, how frustrating.
I passed by a Canadian Tire today and decided to purchase a bug zapper racket ($6.99 plus tax).
Not less than 2 hours later upong returning home and testing it with some AA batteries, a large spider scurries out from under my backpack (which I had just used last night) and I freak out. It crawls under a bookshelf which I have to shimmy away from the wall, bug racket in hand. Shelob scurries out towards a darkened room where there's brown flooring and I freak out even more as I can't see the dark body of the spider as it blends into the laminate. I smash the floor maniacally with the bug zapper until I see sparks. I switch on the light and see the dead, motionless spider under the racket "mesh." I continue to fry that sucker until it smolders.
As my heart rate began to drop several minutes later, I start to understand why some people need to smoke cigarettes to calm their nerves. What a day.
I passed by a Canadian Tire today and decided to purchase a bug zapper racket ($6.99 plus tax).
Not less than 2 hours later upong returning home and testing it with some AA batteries, a large spider scurries out from under my backpack (which I had just used last night) and I freak out. It crawls under a bookshelf which I have to shimmy away from the wall, bug racket in hand. Shelob scurries out towards a darkened room where there's brown flooring and I freak out even more as I can't see the dark body of the spider as it blends into the laminate. I smash the floor maniacally with the bug zapper until I see sparks. I switch on the light and see the dead, motionless spider under the racket "mesh." I continue to fry that sucker until it smolders.
As my heart rate began to drop several minutes later, I start to understand why some people need to smoke cigarettes to calm their nerves. What a day.
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Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Pointless Post #102 - Chicken Nugget Edition
Is there anything more beautiful than a chicken nugget?
(The answer is "No.")
(The answer is "No.")
Sunday, May 08, 2016
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Different Desires
This has probably been the longest I've gone without posting anything on here in a while, mostly because of how low of a priority I consider this blog to be now. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother. Sometimes I wonder why I continue to pay for the domain name "theTerribleands.com." Vanity I suppose. Perhaps some nostalgia mixed in. Perhaps a lot.
In recent months I've started another new job which resulted in me having to move to lessen the daily commute (and insane cost of gas, zut alors). I'm still fighting bodily (mental?) fatigue which feels like I've been doing for the past two years now. Maybe I'm just really bad at adjusting to being a reasonably, responsible grown up.
I used to look forward to creating and writing on this blog. I think I was inspired by the likes of Rob Cockerham and his life's portfolio on display at Cockeyed.com when I was still in high school. I wanted to do quirky/interesting/extravagant/funny projects and document them to put online. Most of the time, I just wanted to be funny. I still try way too hard to be funny. For most people I interact with on a daily basis, I think I'm an acquired taste and somehow and for some reason, God gives me favour with them and I am able to get along amicably and I'm found to be humorous. To others, I am just a raw brussel sprout, decomposing in the the crisper drawer in the bottom of the fridge.
When I first started this blog/website, I wanted to be transparent and write about anything and everything (to a varying degree), but I ended up writing mostly about things that interested me or consumed my time (eg. musings on Chinese-Canadians in the news/media or my time in university). What's sad to say now is that I don't have those same interests anymore or I just do not care whatsoever. And I also now feel a need to be more private and vigilant of how much of my personal life I reveal on here. Even on Facebook, I just don't have the desire to "share" tidbits about my life that almost all of my "friends" do not care about. I also don't want to put something in public writing that would demean or belittle another person or criticize an individual/organization so much that it would jeopardize something like my safety or employment, but that makes me sound like a coward and a bit of a sell-out. Perhaps it's me doing due diligence and pre-empting future headaches. Perhaps I'm just paranoid.
I wonder if all of this is because I've been so short sighted and temporal in my daily perspective on life. Now is great, but what about five years from now? Or twenty years? What about when I'm old and on my deathbed? All of this will be meaningless then. What about after I die? What about eternity? What am I truly living for? I don't want to look back at my life and regret the wasted time, and yet, sometimes I feel helpless in what I can actually accomplish physically and spiritually and then in the end.....nothing. I need Jesus.
I will continue to update my Twitter and Flickr accounts daily, which I am fairly proud of.
And here's a stupid video I made awhile back:
In recent months I've started another new job which resulted in me having to move to lessen the daily commute (and insane cost of gas, zut alors). I'm still fighting bodily (mental?) fatigue which feels like I've been doing for the past two years now. Maybe I'm just really bad at adjusting to being a reasonably, responsible grown up.
I used to look forward to creating and writing on this blog. I think I was inspired by the likes of Rob Cockerham and his life's portfolio on display at Cockeyed.com when I was still in high school. I wanted to do quirky/interesting/extravagant/funny projects and document them to put online. Most of the time, I just wanted to be funny. I still try way too hard to be funny. For most people I interact with on a daily basis, I think I'm an acquired taste and somehow and for some reason, God gives me favour with them and I am able to get along amicably and I'm found to be humorous. To others, I am just a raw brussel sprout, decomposing in the the crisper drawer in the bottom of the fridge.
When I first started this blog/website, I wanted to be transparent and write about anything and everything (to a varying degree), but I ended up writing mostly about things that interested me or consumed my time (eg. musings on Chinese-Canadians in the news/media or my time in university). What's sad to say now is that I don't have those same interests anymore or I just do not care whatsoever. And I also now feel a need to be more private and vigilant of how much of my personal life I reveal on here. Even on Facebook, I just don't have the desire to "share" tidbits about my life that almost all of my "friends" do not care about. I also don't want to put something in public writing that would demean or belittle another person or criticize an individual/organization so much that it would jeopardize something like my safety or employment, but that makes me sound like a coward and a bit of a sell-out. Perhaps it's me doing due diligence and pre-empting future headaches. Perhaps I'm just paranoid.
I wonder if all of this is because I've been so short sighted and temporal in my daily perspective on life. Now is great, but what about five years from now? Or twenty years? What about when I'm old and on my deathbed? All of this will be meaningless then. What about after I die? What about eternity? What am I truly living for? I don't want to look back at my life and regret the wasted time, and yet, sometimes I feel helpless in what I can actually accomplish physically and spiritually and then in the end.....nothing. I need Jesus.
I will continue to update my Twitter and Flickr accounts daily, which I am fairly proud of.
And here's a stupid video I made awhile back:
Sunday, December 06, 2015
Flickr Album "Spider-Man Adventures in Australia" is up
One hundred and forty eight pictures! This is the biggest Spider album yet!
Ta-daaaaaaaaaaaa!
I need new hobbies.....
Ta-daaaaaaaaaaaa!
I need new hobbies.....
Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Pointless Post #100 - Wii Drake edition
I think I like "Hotline Bling" by Drake because it reminds me of the Wii Shop Channel music and I could listen to that loop for hours.
Australia was fun! Will post pictures in the next few days. Here is a teaser:
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Before leaving, gas was about 120.9¢/litre. It's been in the low 120s since I've been back.
Australia was fun! Will post pictures in the next few days. Here is a teaser:
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Before leaving, gas was about 120.9¢/litre. It's been in the low 120s since I've been back.
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Sorrow and Joy
I'm writing this on my phone as I ride the Canada Line to YVR, as I prepare to embark on my first vacation in three loooooong years (i.e. Romania - London 2012). I stayed up late packing last night/this morning and my eyes are incredibly heavy, but that should give my internal clock a nice headstart when I'm in Guangzhou for a "cute" 15 hour layover (thanks China Southern). I remember a teacher in highschool telling us that you learn a lot about yourself when you travel alone and I've been looking forward to having this personal reflection time and not having to be concerned about anyone except myself. It sounds selfish, but its true and I'm exhausted and have a huge sleep debt to pay off. I like sleep.
Sorrow
I should clarify that this is about physical sorrow.
This past Tuesday I was folding up a letter to fit into an envelope. I pressed the last fold firmly with both hands in the center and pushed outwards to make an even crease, but I forgot about a staple at one corner and my hands have been increasingly super dry because of the weather/eczema.
By the time I was aware of the staple, it was too late as I was already internally screaming and squeezing the tip of my finger to stop the bleeding. I had pushed outwards so fast that my dry skin caught the underside of the staple and wedged into my flesh. The force from my impeccable folding skills forced one side of the staple to completely un-staple. Long story short, my finger wound is finally closing up after many days of agony each time I wash my hands.
Oh and later that day, I tried a colleague's IO Hawk (aka what the media calls "hoverboards" or mini-Segways) and my body ate the cement sidewalk in front of our office building because overcompensated for the robotic movement and panicked. While trying to bail, I must have leaned forward which caused the thingy to accelerate and yadda yadda yadda, the road rash on my left arm and hand is also finally healing too. Yay me.
Joy
I already mentioned it at the top, but I'm on vacation! After meeting my old Bible study leader in Guangzhou for dinner (yo, Bobby!), the second leg of my journey will take me to Melbourne, Australia to visit my grandmother and other super cool relatives.
I'm so glad.... dare I say it, joyful that I'm finally getting time off work and won't have any responsibilities anywhere! Sure I'll be missing my little brothers and sisters at church for GRAVITY on Friday nights as well as the Whitecaps FC's first ever home playoff game, but I still feel relieved. Did I mention I like sleep? I like sleep.
I'm finishing writing this post at the departure gate at YVR. The dream is real. God is so merciful to me and I don't deserve it.
I probably won't be posting much here, but stay tuned to Twitter if you want to know if I'm still alive down undah. XD
Sorrow
I should clarify that this is about physical sorrow.
This past Tuesday I was folding up a letter to fit into an envelope. I pressed the last fold firmly with both hands in the center and pushed outwards to make an even crease, but I forgot about a staple at one corner and my hands have been increasingly super dry because of the weather/eczema.
By the time I was aware of the staple, it was too late as I was already internally screaming and squeezing the tip of my finger to stop the bleeding. I had pushed outwards so fast that my dry skin caught the underside of the staple and wedged into my flesh. The force from my impeccable folding skills forced one side of the staple to completely un-staple. Long story short, my finger wound is finally closing up after many days of agony each time I wash my hands.
Oh and later that day, I tried a colleague's IO Hawk (aka what the media calls "hoverboards" or mini-Segways) and my body ate the cement sidewalk in front of our office building because overcompensated for the robotic movement and panicked. While trying to bail, I must have leaned forward which caused the thingy to accelerate and yadda yadda yadda, the road rash on my left arm and hand is also finally healing too. Yay me.
Joy
I already mentioned it at the top, but I'm on vacation! After meeting my old Bible study leader in Guangzhou for dinner (yo, Bobby!), the second leg of my journey will take me to Melbourne, Australia to visit my grandmother and other super cool relatives.
I'm so glad.... dare I say it, joyful that I'm finally getting time off work and won't have any responsibilities anywhere! Sure I'll be missing my little brothers and sisters at church for GRAVITY on Friday nights as well as the Whitecaps FC's first ever home playoff game, but I still feel relieved. Did I mention I like sleep? I like sleep.
I'm finishing writing this post at the departure gate at YVR. The dream is real. God is so merciful to me and I don't deserve it.
I probably won't be posting much here, but stay tuned to Twitter if you want to know if I'm still alive down undah. XD
Sunday, September 06, 2015
[shrieking] "Someone cover Glasses!"
Who was "Glasses?" Me, I was "Glasses."
Backstory:
Last week the Urban Rec team I was playing for in outdoor soccer was in our first "playoff" match, but only five players for our team showed up. The rules stipulate for there to be seven players maximum on the pitch (including goalkeeper) so we were at an obvious disadvantage with two less players playing out. The opposing team fielded seven against us, plus they had three substitute players ready at all times. Those keeners.
To no surprise, we were outplayed just because of the numbers disadvantage, but we did make them work for the ball so I'm proud of our team for that. I was slightly annoyed (yet amused) at one of the girls on the opposing team because the way she yelled instruction to her teammates was borderline shameful. The way she was barking orders at them and telling them to hustle, you would have thought that our game was for some rec-league championship, but no um.... hey listen, you're up 2 -0 and we're just trying to stay afloat and play for fun, good grief. Her teammates were all very aware of the situation and much more sportsmanlike and non-verbally aggressive (I would have given them 5 Fun Points).
Anyways, I switched with a teammate to play out as I had been playing in net for the most of the game and that's when the girl really got on my nerves and I started to chirp back at her when she was yelling at her team.
"So-and-so, watch Glasses!"
"Glasses is moving up, come on Defense!"
I always try to make mental notes of the names of my opponents (I find it helpful to keep track of who's who so that I can call for a pass from them by name if they're not paying attention), and while running by her, we had this exchange:
"Someone cover Glasses!"
"Emily, my name is Tim! Call me Tim!"
[without skipping a beat] "Someone cover Tim!"
I could hear teammates from both sides and onlookers around the park chuckling.
Mission accomplished; I humanized myself. At least she hadn't been calling me "Ponytail" or "Asian."
I scored for our team last, but we lost 7 - 3. Oh well.
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On a related note, I was with some friends and family at the Hamburger $2.85 food cart downtown a few months ago and upon receiving my order (which was near identical to my brother-in-law's), I noticed this on my burger wrapper:
The server drew glasses on my wrapper to differentiate between us! Absolutely HILARIOUS! XD
Oh yeah and last week I finally got new glasses after six years. I can see again!
And here are some soccer related pictures:
Backstory:
Last week the Urban Rec team I was playing for in outdoor soccer was in our first "playoff" match, but only five players for our team showed up. The rules stipulate for there to be seven players maximum on the pitch (including goalkeeper) so we were at an obvious disadvantage with two less players playing out. The opposing team fielded seven against us, plus they had three substitute players ready at all times. Those keeners.
To no surprise, we were outplayed just because of the numbers disadvantage, but we did make them work for the ball so I'm proud of our team for that. I was slightly annoyed (yet amused) at one of the girls on the opposing team because the way she yelled instruction to her teammates was borderline shameful. The way she was barking orders at them and telling them to hustle, you would have thought that our game was for some rec-league championship, but no um.... hey listen, you're up 2 -0 and we're just trying to stay afloat and play for fun, good grief. Her teammates were all very aware of the situation and much more sportsmanlike and non-verbally aggressive (I would have given them 5 Fun Points).
Anyways, I switched with a teammate to play out as I had been playing in net for the most of the game and that's when the girl really got on my nerves and I started to chirp back at her when she was yelling at her team.
"So-and-so, watch Glasses!"
"Glasses is moving up, come on Defense!"
I always try to make mental notes of the names of my opponents (I find it helpful to keep track of who's who so that I can call for a pass from them by name if they're not paying attention), and while running by her, we had this exchange:
"Someone cover Glasses!"
"Emily, my name is Tim! Call me Tim!"
[without skipping a beat] "Someone cover Tim!"
I could hear teammates from both sides and onlookers around the park chuckling.
Mission accomplished; I humanized myself. At least she hadn't been calling me "Ponytail" or "Asian."
I scored for our team last, but we lost 7 - 3. Oh well.
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On a related note, I was with some friends and family at the Hamburger $2.85 food cart downtown a few months ago and upon receiving my order (which was near identical to my brother-in-law's), I noticed this on my burger wrapper:
The server drew glasses on my wrapper to differentiate between us! Absolutely HILARIOUS! XD
Oh yeah and last week I finally got new glasses after six years. I can see again!
And here are some soccer related pictures:
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| Me being a ham with my cousin Nic at the FIFA Women's World Cup (WWC) at some meaningless match with teams that no one can remember (June 8, 2015) |
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| FIFA WWC - Nigeria vs USA. June 16, 2015 |
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| FIFA WWC - Canada vs Switzerland. June 21, 2015. Canadian Women's National Team making the rounds thanking supporters. |
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| Voyageur's Cup Final - Vancouver Whitecaps defeating Montreal Impact, August 26, 2015 |
Sunday, May 31, 2015
Still alive, just busy. Sigh.
I know, I hardly blog anymore. I'm sorry to my one and a half faithful readers out there in Internet-land. I'm just too physically and perhaps mentally exhausted to sit down and write after a full day's work plus other life duties (eg. church). More sighing.
If you need proof of my continued existence, I update my Flickr almost every weekday with doodles on my chalkboard mug. The last time I mentioned it, I had 53 pictures. Now I have 319 (or is it 317?). Yay.
And my Twitter feed is still going strong and that gets updated daily. DAILY!
This month's theme was to tweet in different languages. Here are the translations for the month of May, still responding to my very important question: Have my bowels moved today?
They all translate to "yes."
History Maker 2015 in Chilliwack during Victoria Day long weekend was a blast and a success since no kids were left behind, haha. But in addition to that, many heard from God and made life-impacting decisions to follow Jesus. I am completely blown away that I get to witness and journey along with my little (well, some are much bigger than me) brothers and sisters at my church. I am so unworthy and yet God still let's me do stuff for Him. It doesn't make sense. Only by His grace and mercy does it start to make sense though. The City Harmonic and Omega Levine were really cool too. The two videos linked above were a labour of love by David and are just a glimpse of how MMMPPPHHH the weekend was.
Chelsea FC were awarded the Barclay's Premiere League trophy last week, Whitecaps FC are doing really well this year, and the Women's World Cup, of which Vancouver is a host city, is a week away.
And most importantly, I have a niece now! Almost three weeks old! And a moustache! Crazy!
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Gas has been in the 129.9 - 134.9¢/litre range the past few weeks. Those buggers.
If you need proof of my continued existence, I update my Flickr almost every weekday with doodles on my chalkboard mug. The last time I mentioned it, I had 53 pictures. Now I have 319 (or is it 317?). Yay.
And my Twitter feed is still going strong and that gets updated daily. DAILY!
This month's theme was to tweet in different languages. Here are the translations for the month of May, still responding to my very important question: Have my bowels moved today?
May 1 – Yes (English)
May 2 – Oui (French)
May 3 – Si (Spanish)
May 4 - Ja (Danish)
May 5 – Shi (Mandarin Chinese)
May 6 – Sim (Portuguese)
May 7 – Ken (Hebrew)
May 8 – Ndiyo (Swahili)
May 9 – Na’am (Arabic)
May 10 – Han (Hindustani)
May 11 – Ye (Korean)
May 12 – Nai (Greek)
May 13 – Ano (Czech)
May 14 – Hai (Japanese)
May 15 – Baleh (Pashto)
May 16 – Yebo (Zulu)
May 17 - Bai (Basque)
May 18 - Ne (Greek again, oops)
May 19 - Aa (Inuktitut)
May 20 - Haw (Lakhota)
May 21 - Taip (Lithuanian)
May 22 - Hajur (Nepali)
May 23 - Va (Romani)
May 24 - Ioe (Samoan)
May 25 - Ae (Maori)
May 26 - Tak (Polish)
May 27 – Óo (Tagalog)
May 28 – Vâng (Vietnamese)
May 29 – Awo (Amharic)
May 30 – Da (Russian)
May 31 - E'he' (Cree)
They all translate to "yes."
History Maker 2015 in Chilliwack during Victoria Day long weekend was a blast and a success since no kids were left behind, haha. But in addition to that, many heard from God and made life-impacting decisions to follow Jesus. I am completely blown away that I get to witness and journey along with my little (well, some are much bigger than me) brothers and sisters at my church. I am so unworthy and yet God still let's me do stuff for Him. It doesn't make sense. Only by His grace and mercy does it start to make sense though. The City Harmonic and Omega Levine were really cool too. The two videos linked above were a labour of love by David and are just a glimpse of how MMMPPPHHH the weekend was.
Chelsea FC were awarded the Barclay's Premiere League trophy last week, Whitecaps FC are doing really well this year, and the Women's World Cup, of which Vancouver is a host city, is a week away.
And most importantly, I have a niece now! Almost three weeks old! And a moustache! Crazy!
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| I'm googling instructions on how to hold a baby properly. |
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Gas has been in the 129.9 - 134.9¢/litre range the past few weeks. Those buggers.
Wednesday, April 01, 2015
Scott Summers ain't got nuthin' on me
It's been almost six years since I've had a new pair of glasses and about two years since I've had my eyes properly checked by an optometrist.
....so I did the most reasonable thing possible and today I bought a Groupon for lasik eye surgery! YEAH! Booked my appointment for April 15.
Yay me! \o/
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Gas has been on the up since I've posted and hovering around the 120s, but I just saw it for 119.9¢/litre.
....so I did the most reasonable thing possible and today I bought a Groupon for lasik eye surgery! YEAH! Booked my appointment for April 15.
Yay me! \o/
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Gas has been on the up since I've posted and hovering around the 120s, but I just saw it for 119.9¢/litre.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
#stormchips
Maritime Canada, I stand with you as you brace for round two of more wintry, stormy weather this weekend. I love how this is a thing ("thing" being a hashtag on Twitter) and makes me proud to be Canadian. Stormchips!!! A Mari usque ad Mare!
Read this now if you're confused:
Nova Scotia's first big storm of 2015 brings panic for #stormchips
Read this now if you're confused:
Nova Scotia's first big storm of 2015 brings panic for #stormchips
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| ALL MINE! MUAAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA!!!! |
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| no name Club Pack regular ripple cut potato chips, aka 1.65lbs of deep fried starchy joy ($4.18 before tax) |
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| These are my current all time favourite because lightly salted. no name lightly salted ripple cut potato chips (50% less sodium than the above) |
I too have my #STORMCHIPS! Now grant me my honourary Nova Scotian citizenship!
....however, here in Vancouver, we've
been breaking double digit temperatures this week and had some really nice, sunny days to boot. And the electricity hasn't gone out once.
The best part about this is even though I paid at time of purchase:
$4.18 (750g)
$5.00 (4 x 250g bags)
plus GST ($0.46)
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for a total of $9.64,
I earned 3600 PC Points (my man, Galen Weston, Jr.!) for the purchase, which if I apply the future savings now, these five bags only cost me a little over $6.00
COME ON STORM, BRING IT ON! I'M READY!
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